A strong scent made Uziuke's nose twinge. He wiggled it a bit disgusted by the smell. He opened his eyes checking out the environment as he began to regain focus. The dim room that the boy was held captive in wasn't bigger than a small closet. The place was made entirely out of dirty red wood. The wood looked fairly new and polished. As the boy tried to escape he noticed he was bound down to a metal chair. His arms and legs were tied up, and it seemed as though he couldn't use his chakra. The boy's eternal sharingan even gave the boy problems. His vision stayed blurred and he couldn't read chakra signatures as well. 'How did I end up here?'
The boy thought back to the night before. He remembered fighting with the bandit leader in a heavy downpour. The night was so cold that several shards of ice falling from the sky was yet another hazard the two had to avoid. Of course the boy had trouble fighting in the rain with his fiery nature. He was defeated and nearly drowned underwater. Instead of letting him drown the group took the boy to their hideout. Everything else memory wise was shady.
It explained why his hair was wet and why he was without his shirt. With his curse marks and chakra mark visible the boy continued to struggle to loose from his prison. Four dark figures appeared behind the door that opened. "Uchiha Uziuke. Your a vital asset to our group whether you know it or not. We're going to sell you after ripping out your eyes." Uziuke only grunted as he took a blow to the back of the head. His head hung low as he endured the pain. "Is there anything you'd like to say before I take your eyes?"
Uziuke looked up with a small grin on his face. "Why are you smiling villian" Suddenly the ground began to split from under the group as a purple aura surrounded the boy. The boy's skin began to fade to gray as it became as rough as an alligators skin. The restraints holding the Uchiha down to the chair busted open. His shackles fell to the ground as he stood up. The group of bandits looked to Uziuke in disbelief. They were scared frozen and stuck shivering in their boots. Uziuke rubbed his wrists, unhappy at how they ached. Before one could blink Uziuke stood behind the bandit leader with his head in the grip of his right palm. Before any of the others could attack Uziuke vanished once again.
Blood shot upwards from the leader's neck. The boy sheathed the blade he he drew, vanishing once more and fleeing the area.
The boy thought back to the night before. He remembered fighting with the bandit leader in a heavy downpour. The night was so cold that several shards of ice falling from the sky was yet another hazard the two had to avoid. Of course the boy had trouble fighting in the rain with his fiery nature. He was defeated and nearly drowned underwater. Instead of letting him drown the group took the boy to their hideout. Everything else memory wise was shady.
It explained why his hair was wet and why he was without his shirt. With his curse marks and chakra mark visible the boy continued to struggle to loose from his prison. Four dark figures appeared behind the door that opened. "Uchiha Uziuke. Your a vital asset to our group whether you know it or not. We're going to sell you after ripping out your eyes." Uziuke only grunted as he took a blow to the back of the head. His head hung low as he endured the pain. "Is there anything you'd like to say before I take your eyes?"
Uziuke looked up with a small grin on his face. "Why are you smiling villian" Suddenly the ground began to split from under the group as a purple aura surrounded the boy. The boy's skin began to fade to gray as it became as rough as an alligators skin. The restraints holding the Uchiha down to the chair busted open. His shackles fell to the ground as he stood up. The group of bandits looked to Uziuke in disbelief. They were scared frozen and stuck shivering in their boots. Uziuke rubbed his wrists, unhappy at how they ached. Before one could blink Uziuke stood behind the bandit leader with his head in the grip of his right palm. Before any of the others could attack Uziuke vanished once again.
Blood shot upwards from the leader's neck. The boy sheathed the blade he he drew, vanishing once more and fleeing the area.